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Curley W Alchemic Fanboy
Joined: 03 Jul 2002 Posts: 171
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Posted: Sat Jun 05, 2004 10:22 pm Post subject: |
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Blarg. Staying up for all of round one was a a bad idea. Will get to writing in a bit. in the mean time...
1 R-Vote to Sly Cooper(Procyon)!(and I would have chained it too, if it wasn't for you meddling Dark Elves![/scoobydoovillain]) |
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Seril Eternity Eight

Joined: 29 Apr 2004 Posts: 131 Location: Lost Ground
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Posted: Sat Jun 05, 2004 10:25 pm Post subject: |
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Outside the chapel, a circle of small baphomets had formed around the girl and Asuka.
@kill Asuka
The girl fumed, "Christy's revenge will embody you!" Suddenly, her clothes began to change. She now wore, ahem, very little. Almost what would happen if you took a coat and ripped out the middle and bottom half of it.
Asuka blushed. "I'm going to ask you one more time to please stop. People could get hurt!"
"Hurting will happen now! Fire Ball!" A large ball of flame launched at Asuka, who barely managed to get his forcefield up in time. "Weak aren't the man. See if he handles this load!" A black bar appeared over her head, slowly filling with green.
I think I get this world's mechanics now. "I won't let you get that off!" Asuka yelled as his eight orbs lined up and were sheathed in a green glow. Asuka rushed Christy, swinging his sword...only to have her dodge the attack at the last moment.
"Lightning Bolt!" Multiple bolts of electricity clipped Asuka, who managed to avoid most of the attack. Unfortunatley, that was enough to get him into critical condition. Asuka collapsed to the ground after the attack, paralyzed.
She's...powerful.
"Feel the wrath of my load!" The same bar appeared over her head once more.
Asuka struggled, but couldn't seem to get up. Quietly, he whispered, "I can't give up. If I do, people will die. Her death... it will be for nothing! I can't lose!" Asuka manifested his alter once more, only now the area the multicolored array covered with quite larger. One of the nearby buildings vanished, a crater left in the light's wake.
The Other Side!
Asuka felt a tingling sensation run through his body. The image of green crystal armor ran through his body. Then, it simply dissapeared. Damnit! It wasn't enough... Looks like I'll have to make due! A bow materialized around Asuka's left wrist, and his eight orbs lined up inside of it.
"JUPITEL THUNDER!"
"Eternity Eight Extra Shot!"
From Christy's hand came a glowing orb of lightning. From Asuka's, his eight orbs were sheathed in the same light as they were with the sword, only now it was being launched right at Christy at a terminal speed.
Then, both forces collided. A brilliant flash of light occured, blinding both sides (As well as the Bapho Junior crowd). As soon as Asuka regained vision, he saw that the orb of lightning had dissapeared, and the orbs landed right on target - Christy's forehead.
"I'm sorry I have to do this. There is no other way." Asuka clenched his fist, and all eight orbs entered Christy's head. Then, she dropped down to the floor, lifeless. The goat creatures had scattered. In fact, most of the ones surrounding the chapel had vanished. However, Asuka was still getting a feeling that this wasn't over. "I don't think all of them were caused by this woman. She simply took the opportunity to use the large one as an excuse to summon the little ones. But that doesn't explain why she was out to kill us in the first place..."
Asuka looked around, and began to make his way back to the chapel. "I hope they're still all right." _________________
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Switchblade Rock You!

Joined: 01 Jul 2002 Posts: 827 Location: Cybertron
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Posted: Sat Jun 05, 2004 10:27 pm Post subject: |
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The horde of porings was annoying. The Baphomet Jr. swarm was persistant, but not unbeatable. The next onslaught, however, was going to be one that even the heartiest of warriors would find taxing.
A large group of people suddenly shimmered into view all over the abbey. They all wore the clothing of adventurers, although it was little more than a simple shirt, breeches, and a sort of loin cloth. All of them carried a small knife in their hands. The newcomers looked around for a few minutes, then all promptly rushed towards the tournament participants and natives.
<bubbaknight>hey i need a good sword where r they
<MistressNeko>Waii~~ I want a kawaii hat, too~~
<SSJ5GOKU>I NEED EXP! WHO WANTS TO HELP ME FIGHT BAPHOMET?
<Capn_SOLDIER>I need zeny. Can someone give me 2000?
<MistressNeko>alhtoawehfaohfasdohtaofsdat
<JoJoMoJo>wtf?
<MistressNeko>Waii~~ My kitty stepped on the keyboard~~
<MistressNeko>Baka kawaii neko neko~~
<MammaJamma8246>I'll trade someone my knife for a +5 sword
<Kevin777>j0! 1 r teh RO m4st3r! 1 r > j00!
<Trogdor>man i was at skool 2day n liek my teacher is all do ur hmwrk n i was all liek stfu n she was liek wtf detenshun
<JoJoMoJo>XDD Trogdor got served
<Trogdor>yo stfu noob don make me pwnz u
<Kevin777>pwnz0rs! w00t!
<MistressNeko>Waii~~ My kitty is napping in my lap~~ Kawaii~~
<SSJ5GOKU>I NEED ZENY. WHO GOT SOME/
<shakenbake>How do I equip?
<HermioneGee>This is gay. Everquest is so much cooler.
<Trogdor>ur gay
<MammaJamma8246>I'm Rick JAmes Bithc!
<Capn_SOLDIER>ne1 wanna cyber?
Everyone who had been engaged in battle stopped and stared at the newcomers in horror.
The noobs were among them... _________________
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Procyon Raccoon Master Thief

Joined: 05 Jul 2003 Posts: 203 Location: Socorro, NM
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Posted: Sat Jun 05, 2004 10:33 pm Post subject: 2-7 |
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Sly stuffed the large binder into his pack as best he could - but unfortunately it unfortunately didn't fit very well, and the top of the bulky object stood outside the pack's flap, precariously exposed. Shouldering the pack again, he turned around and continued onward, towards the chapel.
However, he didn't get very far - moments later, Sly heard the sudden roar of a motor from in front of him, and froze in his tracks as he tried to determine the source of the sound. The noise rapidly got louder, and staring toward the source of the sound Sly spotted a cloud of dust rising from behind the stone wall not far away. Fortunately, a large grove of trees stood to Sly's right, and with a quick sprint he hid himself amonst the scrub and branches of the forest floor just as a pair of go-karts motered by: one piloted by some sort of... well, mushroom, the other by a tall, awkward-looking human, screaming at the top of his lungs.
Carefully, Sly stood up and walked a few steps back towards the path... but quickly halted as he realized that his pack had suddenly come a whole lot lighter. Wretched oversized binder...
He turned around and walked back into the woods. Fortunately it wasn't hard to find, as it was lying on top of the leaf litter in plain sight only a few feet from his hiding spot. Sly opened his backpack again and walked over to the dropped item. However, before he could pick it up, a white blur whizzed in front of him and the binder suddenly vanished.
"Huh?" Sly looked up, startled. But the forest was silent, except for the rustling of the leaves under the sunny sky.
But then, suddenly, a white-colored monkey - about two and a half feet tall and wearing distinctly Oriental clothes, dropped from the tree... with the binder cradled in his arms.
"Ohaiogozaimasu, tanuki-san. I shee you have left, sis behind, yes?"
Sly tried not to look too disturbed. "Right, and I've come here to take it back."
"Oh ho ho, tanuki-san. I shink not. What is reft in forresto, su-tays in forresto."
"Not if it's mine, it doesn't."
"Hm. Tanuki-san is getting aguresive, no?" The monkey grinned - and then scowled. "Nobody gets it back. Yoyos ninjas!"
And with that, from the trees above dropped three other whitish monkeys - bearing everything a pair of nunchucks, a fierce katana, and a bag of shruikens, respectively. They joined their unarmed comrade in a row, and all four of them bowed simultaneously.
"ATTAKU!" cried the lead monkey, and the crew sprung into action.
The nunchucks-bearing monkey was first, coming at Sly with the weapons spinning in both hands, his entire body weaving back and forth in the approach.
"Haiiii...yooo....aaaa -"
Sly whacked him with his cane.
"Yowwww~!!!" The monkey went flying off into the trees.
But there was little time to rest, as a second monkey came at him, katana swinging vertically in a fierce arc. Sly jumped out of the way, and the blade smashed down... imbedding itself in a tree trunk.
As the primate tried to wrench the blade free, Sly brought the cane crashing into his side, and this monkey went flying into the air as well, leaving the weapon behind.
"Aiiiiiiii~!!" he screamed as he went flying into the distance.
And now the third attacked, reaching into his pouch and pulling out eight throwing stars, one between each pair of fingers.
"Yaiaiaiai!" he screamed as in a whiz he rotated his arms in a whirling storm, the sharp metal disks flying from them in a massive storm of deadly metal in every direction. Every direction, that is, except Sly's.
"Kyauuuuu~!!" The monkey joined the parabolic trajectory of his comrades.
The remaining monkey bowed.
"Impressive, tanuki-san. But your shkills are noshing before..."
There was a whoosh as he whipped his fists into a fighting stance.
"Supa samurai ninja kung-fu! Haiyaaa!!!!"
And the monkey leapt toward Sly with a furious jump-kick. Sly dodged just in time as the monkey landed softly in the leaves before launching into the air again.
"Kya!" the monkey, his fits charging for the attack. But the raccoon blocked him with his staff, and the monkey dropped to the ground.
"Tricky... tricky... but all your skills will be nothing before my...", he puffed his chest up, "SUPA FIAR WHIRL -"
The raccoon whacked him across the head and he fell slowly backward to the ground.
Sly Cooper rolled his eyes and picked up the binder. _________________
Description 1: Police Dossier
Description 2: The Thievius Raccoonus Online
Chapter 0: Return to Paris 0-1 0-2
Chapter 1: Seas of Peril 1-1 1-2 1-3 1-4 1-5 1-6 1-7
Chapter 2: A Grim Gothic Game 2-1 2-2 2-3 2-4 2-5 2-7 2-8 2-9
Current Location: Just outside the monastery. (Available for interaction) |
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Lisa Pumpkin Queen

Joined: 03 Jul 2002 Posts: 1804 Location: Fa'Diel
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Posted: Sat Jun 05, 2004 10:41 pm Post subject: |
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Since I'm pretty much done for the night, I'll get some voting out of the way now before I forget.
1 A-vote to Asuka
1 A-vote to Malak
1 A-vote to Jason
1 A-vote to Sora
1 R-vote to Asuka
1 R-vote to Malak
Cross Slash on Revan and Sora
Blue Water(WP version) on Ed |
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Tenshi Kain The Chief Apostle

Joined: 01 Jul 2002 Posts: 404 Location: Train Graveyard
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Posted: Sat Jun 05, 2004 10:46 pm Post subject: The Eve of the Festival |
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The lands were new.
The battle raged far off, and yet on the grassy shores of the Capitolia grounds, the sea continued. Gulls cawed far above it, the chirping and warbling of birds echoing off the strange ruins, piercing even the breath-like sounds of the sea. The ocean breeze was rare and gentle, combing the grass, caressing the trees, and carrying the scent of salt water far and wide. It was a lovely picture, the clash of blue ocean and green forest. Blue and green were colors the birds were drawn to, for they suggested beauty at its inception- growth, development, imagination. Life.
And suddenly, life stopped.
The birds could no longer be heard, save for the flapping of wings far above as a patch of gulls beat further inland, out of sight. The breeze froze, like a hand paused in mid-stroke. Even the waves seemed to still- enough, at least, for a ring to spread over them.
In the forest, something moved. The slow pound of a thick, heavy foot reached the dirt, sending another ring through the eerily calm sea. A noise like a grumble, a snort from some large predator, followed it, shutting off the last of the chirps in the trees.
More than any silence, though, more than the sudden arrest of life and time, the woods and the sea and the air were trembling. There was a profound depth to the silence that could only suggest fear. The daylight, now choked with clouds, wavered when it reached the earth. Had anyone been present in this particular patch of grassy beach, they, too, would have felt it- been they the hardiest swordsman or the most adept sorceror, the knowledge would have reached their innermost senses. It was that permeating, that overwhelming, and that horrifying.
Silent horror.
In his world, there were many of his kind. Many could have brought the same silence to nature, the same strangle to sunlight, the same knowledge that something of inhuman scale walked the earth. None could have brought the same piercing pallor of fear.
The lands were new. But they still knew his name. The wind might have breathed it in a hushed whisper when he left.
Nosferatu Zodd.
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The heat of battle had an unmistakable scent- and it flared quite well in the ruins of the Capitolina chapel. The warriors known as Nova, Red, Shizumaru, Asuka, and Sora gradually carved a way through the hordes of Baphomet spawn, leaving countless dead. Flesh blew apart in explosions and tore open with blade strikes, filling the dilapidated chapel's halls with the sounds of massacre.
Baphomet was everything but upset. The goatlike demon crooked a finger from where he stood, on the cracked stairs of the little altar within the chapel, pointing the next and final swarm of his spawn to the atrium. They rushed forward, hefting up their little scythes, rushing eagerly to battle. They soon disappeared from his sight, leaving the hunched goat devil to perch on the altar, his mucus-lined eyes narrowing as he tapped a hoof on the altar and his sickle in his hand.
"Hasten forth, hasten forth, the Eve of the Festival is here..." Baphomet watched the dying light at the end of the long hallway, straining his eyes- better that only two candles were yet lit in these dim ruins, the waning bronze light was filthy enough. The demon's breath was harsh and warm, eager to partake of another kind of bronze aura. His heavy scythe scraped the marble floor, his hairs prickling- it sounded much like scraping bone when he did that. The devil felt very good to hear it.
And how would it feel when the scythe clove through their skulls? Rent their flesh? Brought forth the dark rivulets he wanted most to see?
"The Festival begins...I'll plait your skin for my carpet, your skulls for my throne..." Baphomet said, voice warbling as a goat's might. His hooves clattered as he paced down the cracked steps with erratic, odd movements, as though his body were twitching with both fever and cold. "So fine to plait, so fine to strip, so fine to tear, so fine so fine so f..."
The devil stopped, suddenly, his voice coming to a choked pause. He turned his head, his horns casting quivering shadows over the ruined chapel hall. His eyes peered curiously into the shadowed corner to the right, where once an organ might have played but now was filled only with a gaping black hole, a wound in the once-holy place...
There was something there. Something standing there. Something moving in the dark.
One of the candles went out. The other flickered, briefly, and light cast into that gaping hole-
-and over two beastly eyes.
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There was a rumbling, somehow wrong chuckle, before the eyes came closer with a step. The chapel shook. Baphomet brayed, hefting his scythe up with a furious glint in his eyes- whatever this thing was, it was huge. Further...the feel the goat devil drew from it was much, much like his own. As the eyes drew closer, Baphomet could sense that horror clung to this entity, more than any ghost or wraith out of all the hells there ever were. It drew closer, closer still, and Baphomet brayed again, eager to see the face of the creature-
-but when what pierced the darkness first were the two giant, twisted horns of a ram.
It entered at last. Marble gave way, crumbling around the frame of a monster even larger than the devilish Baphomet.
Fifteen impossible feet tall. A third as broad as the wall of the room. Hot breath streaming from a mouth rimmed with a double row of dripping feline fangs. A face like a great bull crossed with an enormous lion. Claws long as swords, twisted as its horns. Dark crimson fur that bristled with the scent of carrion. Legs like tree trunks, hooves like the Archdevil's own. A long, thrashing tail.
Horror without end.
nosferatu
The two devils stared each other down. Baphomet's scythe scraped the ground. The Beast's horns scraped the ceiling of the chapel. Neither's eyes fell once in even the quickest blink.
It was the larger who broke the gripped silence first, with a deep voice that seemed to echo with whispers from another world. "Oh...? Another Apostle?" it rumbled. "No...you have no behelit."
Baphomet stared back silently, blankly. A hoof rapped the marble ground, and as he moved forward in a step, his horns might have cast more shadows on the ground, had this creature not blotted out all light with its massive form.
"You are nosferatu..." Baphomet brayed, hot breath of his own streaming from his long snout. His scythe glinted in the dim light, eyes widening as his body gave another erratic jerk. "Come hither, Lord, come hither...I will give you your hallowed end..."
It may have been that each horror needed to contest the other, as devils often do in Hell. Whatever the reason, one fear could not let the other walk away. That was why Nosferatu Zodd approached Baphomet. That was why they now had to fight.
It began when the last candle went out.
The roar that Zodd let out carried across the Capitolina abbey grounds- a deep, trumpeting blast accompanied by chattering whispers that clung to it. Hooves smashed concrete as Baphomet and Zodd charged each other, the chapel crumbling in parts as the goat devil and the Chief Apostle of the God Hand rushed forward. One wall ruptured when Zodd lowered his horns, his gallop ripping a fissure into the concrete floor of the chapel. Baphomet's sickle pounded eagerly as he galloped towards Zodd, braying nonsensical curses, a piercing shriek countering Zodd's reverberating cry.
Baphomet was an agile demon, and just as Zodd's charge reached full momentum, the goat devil leapt high, scythe raised for a blow. But Zodd's charge was too quick, too great- the Apostle's horns bucked high, swatting Baphomet's long hooves. The smaller demon fell kicking to the center aisle of the chapel, landing gracefully on those same hooves, and whirled with his gigantic scythe extended to Zodd's skidding frame-
-only to rock back when the larger demon howled again, a blast of sound well into the unholy that was somehow able to repel the attack...as though Zodd's own horror were his shield.
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Devil and devil parted, then thundered again, the earth shaking beneath the chapel as they attacked. Zodd's treelike arm swung down, claws extended, to cleave Baphomet asunder. The smaller devil reared back, skin shallowly rent at the cheek, and brayed again as his scythe came forward in a fine hack, tearing a chunk of flesh from the back of Zodd's palm. Jaw wide open in another howl, hot saliva spraying, the horned Apostle stomped forward, lowering his horns and charging with fury. Baphomet leapt to his right, the tip of Zodd's left horn clashing briefly with the bloody scythe-
-and then both horns rammed into the altar wall at full force.
The shock wave alone was enough to bowl down Baphomet, but the piece of concrete that crashed into his right shoulder from the ceiling was what made him scream. Zodd's charge tore down a whole half of the altar wall, sending beams from the chapel ceiling crashing down on both demons. As the dust rose up again, the deathly gleam from Zodd's eyes turned again on the rising Baphomet, the hellish steam of bloodlust rising from his nostrils once more. Baphomet hacked away the concrete slabs with his scythe, braying in fury, shouting at the other devil even over the ominous creak of the chapel ceiling.
Zodd reared up to his full height, muscles tightening in fury, and he roared again in challenge, the echoing whispers urging Baphomet forward one more time.
In the cracking chapel, devil and devil charged again.
the eve of the festival
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Nosferatu Zodd and Baphomet are now fighting in the chapel's altar room. _________________
Eve :: Of :: The :: Festival
Nosferatu Zodd, Rurouni Taikai SaGa |
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Bud Pumpkin King

Joined: 01 Jul 2002 Posts: 1444 Location: luz
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Posted: Sat Jun 05, 2004 10:54 pm Post subject: |
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A-vote to Akira
R-vote to Sora
(I'm pretty sure I had that last r-vote left. I'm too lazy to go check) ; ; |
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BlackMage She's back...!

Joined: 08 Jul 2002 Posts: 765 Location: Around the other hemisphere.
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Posted: Sat Jun 05, 2004 11:02 pm Post subject: |
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Session 5: She's... getting there...
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...Patching complete - 256/987154
"WHEN WILL IT END?! WHEN WILL IT END?!"
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And, uh... while she waits... >_>;
R-Vote to Hisame Shizumaru
R-Vote to Bud
R-Vote to Lisa
R-Vote to Cyan Garamonde
R-Vote to Jason Soe
5/5 A-Votes
0/5 R-Votes
8/8 WP
14/14 JP _________________
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Seril Eternity Eight

Joined: 29 Apr 2004 Posts: 131 Location: Lost Ground
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Posted: Sat Jun 05, 2004 11:03 pm Post subject: |
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Mini-bapho did clip the girl, Lisa who was heard say "ow."
Lisa finding the white potion! Gulp Gulp Refreshing Flavor!
Bud did trip on a stick. Oweis!
Bud drink JOLT COLA! UBAH!
Akira sit still. Poring score hit! KAWAII!
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A-vote to Lisa
A-vote to Bud
A-vote to Akira
R-vote to Bud (Chained)
JP Starlight Heal on Lisa
Re-enacting JP Elemental Barrier on myself.
A: 1/5
R: 0/5
WP: 13/13
JP: 0/13 _________________

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Moogle Chased by destiny

Joined: 28 Dec 2003 Posts: 117 Location: Maryland, USA
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Posted: Sat Jun 05, 2004 11:09 pm Post subject: |
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1 R-Vote to Darth Malak
Using JP Elemental Barrier -3 JP
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Stats:
Keitaro Urashima
Musculotonic
3/5 A-Votes
1/5 R-Votes
17 WP
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Procyon Raccoon Master Thief

Joined: 05 Jul 2003 Posts: 203 Location: Socorro, NM
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Posted: Sat Jun 05, 2004 11:18 pm Post subject: 2-8 |
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Content now that he had the binder back, Sly resumed (again) his approach for the nearby chapel. Stupid distractions...
Suddenly, however, Sly paused, as he noticed that the ground beneath him had suddenly fallen into shadow in a small circle, centered directly on him. A shadow that was... growing.... Sly looked up, and...
WHAM!
A grand piano came crashing down onto his head.
Seconds later, however, Sly pulled himself from underneath the piano. Gasping for breath amongst the dusty air (and rubbing a huge welt on his head), he wiped himself off and struggled to his feet.
"All right, somebody is going to pay for that."
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Sorry, TT, but OOC Drano in Round 2 like that is kind of unneccesary. I have nothing against you and won't attack you next round (unless, of course, you do this again).
Use Sway Back to avoid damage from Red's Rock attack.
Use Magician to redirect the enhanced A-vote from Red against Sly to Darth Revan.
A-vote to Red.
Use Life Tap; modified "R-vote" to Red.
Use Kitchen Sink (JP) against Red.
Use Still Stream against Red. _________________
Description 1: Police Dossier
Description 2: The Thievius Raccoonus Online
Chapter 0: Return to Paris 0-1 0-2
Chapter 1: Seas of Peril 1-1 1-2 1-3 1-4 1-5 1-6 1-7
Chapter 2: A Grim Gothic Game 2-1 2-2 2-3 2-4 2-5 2-7 2-8 2-9
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net-cat &non-breaking space;

Joined: 04 Jul 2002 Posts: 496 Location: Under a mountain of PHP. HELP!!!
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Posted: Sat Jun 05, 2004 11:18 pm Post subject: |
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Story later, if I feel like it...
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Using Soul Rune
1 chained, enhanced A-Vote on Red (Chained with Procyon's Still Stream.)
1 Justsu Blue Water on Sly Cooper
A-Votes: 3/5
R-Votes: 4/5
WP: 7/7
JP: 0/11 _________________

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Wayne Dark Knight of Vanda

Joined: 02 Jul 2002 Posts: 421
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Posted: Sat Jun 05, 2004 11:19 pm Post subject: |
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Smells like a chain....
Roll Beat on Red/Alkaiser (Chained) |
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Kyo Little Faith

Joined: 01 Jul 2002 Posts: 446 Location: Indefinite
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Posted: Sat Jun 05, 2004 11:30 pm Post subject: |
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Using Implosion; name with * denotes the enhanced A-Vote.
A-Votes:
Bud
Revan
Red*(chained as well)
Brahne
R-Votes:
Lisa
Shizumaru
Cyan
Asuka(even if you did zing me :x)
Magician; Bud's A-Vote goes to Asuka.
Using Mist Double to negate 2 damage against myself.
Blue Water(WP) to Shizumaru. _________________

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Rain The Hunter

Joined: 05 Jan 2004 Posts: 154 Location: Colorado Springs
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Posted: Sat Jun 05, 2004 11:31 pm Post subject: |
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A wee bit of voting.
A-Votes
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Revan (sorry man :/)
Malak
Brahne
Sora
Jason
R-Votes
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Malak
Brahne
Sora
Jason _________________
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Kyo Little Faith

Joined: 01 Jul 2002 Posts: 446 Location: Indefinite
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Posted: Sat Jun 05, 2004 11:45 pm Post subject: |
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R-Vote to Drizzt. |
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Wayne Dark Knight of Vanda

Joined: 02 Jul 2002 Posts: 421
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Posted: Sat Jun 05, 2004 11:45 pm Post subject: |
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Church and State 2-2 - Good Knight
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Culex looked away from the revitalized Red-- the man didn't need his help after all, and, transformed, seemed very intent on repaying Brahne for her attack-- through the windows of the abbey, floating a few feet off the ground for the best vantage point. Inside he could see two demons fighting each other with vicious intensity, and the Dark Knight watched, curious... to him a fight, save against the most beastial of opponents, was a challenge; a duel. Anyone could fight like a savage....
As he watched Zodd, the minotaur-like monster, score a deep gore with his horns, he shook his head. Sometimes a barbarian was more than a match for a Knight....
He heard another human approach, cutting through the abbey grounds towards the church itself; he passed by the recovering queen.
"My pardon." said the black-haired old knight politely, skirting around the pillar Brahne was braced against, and walked past her. The obese monarch, if she was interested in venting any further frustration at the man, was unable to; as 'Alkaiser' came charging at her. She tossed a large rock at him, which missed; he prepared one of his potent sword techniques. Both Culex and the older human ignored them-- the latter advancing toward the temple and its bizarre environs; the former fixing his glowing eyes and concentrating.
Culex lowered himself to the ground and stepped toward Cyan, who politely stopped and inclined his head as the violet-skinned Dark Knight approached.
"Good afternoon. I have seen you before, Sir... but we did not have occasion to meet until now." His voice was calm and even; if the Vandan's unusual appearance had startled him, he didn't show it.
Culex likewise bowed his head. "Greetings. I am Culex, Dark Knight of Vanda. I have joined this tournament to fight against the strongest Knights. I would like to challenge you."
Cyan raised his eyebrows, and stroked his moustache thoughtfully. "I am honored, Sir Culex; that you would number me amongst the 'strongest Knights.' I am but a royal retainer."
The Dark Knight's eyes flickered. "Your dedication is admirable, Cyan. Yet your past tells me that you are a Knight left without a kingdom... and within yourself hides another enemy."
The older knight narrowed his eyes. "How did you-- ah, now I see. You are like that 'Ralph,' are you not? I had said nothing to you, and yet you knew...."
Culex began forming a crystalline blade in his hands. "I have also seen that I cannot deal with your... three guests."
Cyan frowned as he saw the emerging blade, and reached for his katana. "Then you would duel me instead, Sir? I am afraid I do not understand."
"I have always felt better, after a challenging duel. You would be surprised... at the results."
Puzzled, but realizing his opponent meant him no malice, Cyan nodded, and drew his blade. "I accept your challenge, then, Sir Culex."
The Dark Knight stepped forward, pointing his amethyst blade at the dark-haired warrior. "En garde!"
Both men lunged forward, slashing; Cyan's blade collided with Culex's with a dull-sounding thud; the knight paused, so used the resounding ring of metal-on-metal. Culex spun about as he ended his charge, flinging a fiery boulder conjured from thin air at his opponent, and Cyan evaded, only slightly burned. He charged back, then, focusing his momentum into a single strike, lunged forward and to the right, breaking past Culex's block, and his "Dispatch" struck past the side of the crystal blade and struck the Vandan's chest, and Culex jerked backward from the force of the attack.
The Dark Knight countered with a blindingly fast thrust at Cyan's head, and the human twisted away to dodge, yet a thin gash of blood appeared just above his cheekbone. Cyan darted forward, using his Esper-granted power to speed up his own movements. Thus hasted, he leaped easily backward, then lunged, launching into a dizzying quartet of slashes... but the Dark Knight was just as fast. Cyan slashed downward-- parried-- then pushing his blade down used his momentum to draw it sideways against Culex's torso, and the Vandan blocked it bare-handed, wincing as Cyan's sword bit into his hand. The third slash of the series was a sweeping low strike, which Culex dodged, and for the quadra-attack Cyan spun backward, aiming a deadly blow at the Dark Knight's head, but as he expected it was stopped by the curved gemstone sword.
Culex used his superior strength to shove his opponent back through their sword clash, and invoked his magic-shredding technique to remove Cyan's burst of speed. Unprepared for it the Knight of Doma took a rough punch to his midsection, and doubled over... yet even through the pain he prepared a counterattack.
The Dark Knight held his blade level, beginning to summon magic with his other hand-- Cyan wasn't sure what his foe was planning, but he had fought enough magi to know to not find out. With a kiai he rose, gleaming blade rising with him in a mighty "Retort," and it impacted upward into Culex's side. The purple-skinned knight was knocked backward and up, and he fell roughly to the ground, wincing from the force of that unexpected counterattack.
"Cyan," said the crystalline knight, as he stood back up to his feet, recovering, "...your spirit is quite strong."
The human smiled slightly and stepped into a more offensive stance, matching Culex's relaxed, confident pose. "Thank you, Sir Culex. I am honored."
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Well, I was going to edit, heh, but....
A-vote to Cyan (it's in-character, and it's not going to kill you this round, heh :])
Use of Implosion (6 JP) :: A-vote to Edward (that should be four, and I use the...)
Use of Soul Crystal on Sly Cooper
R-vote to Darth Malak
R-vote to Shizumaru
R-vote to Cyan
Use of Psycho Armor on Cyan (5 JP)
I should be out. I'd save some more for tomorrow morning, but there's a very good chance I won't be awake for it. *laughs*
Oh yeah, I'll even do the minigame in-character. Lessee, from where I was, let's pick: N10, N11, M10, M11, M12.
Edit: Fixed an illegal target (R-vote to Darth Revan, altered). Oops. :\
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Rain The Hunter

Joined: 05 Jan 2004 Posts: 154 Location: Colorado Springs
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R-Vote to Akira. _________________
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Helmar Brilliant Reflection

Joined: 23 May 2004 Posts: 32
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Nova noticed several people who tried attacking someone under her protection.
Much use of her new spell was seen.
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Moral: If I say I’m defending someone, it isn’t just an idle threat.
A-Vote on Culex
A-Vote on Akira
A-Vote on Yoshi
A-Vote on Sly
R-vote to Jason Soe
Ogre Run on Sly and Yoshi, for 2 damage each.
Blue Water (WP) on Red.
Cure on myself.
Nova Shido w/Mokona
0 = A, R, WP
5 = JP _________________ Embracing the Light and Shadow
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Moogle Chased by destiny

Joined: 28 Dec 2003 Posts: 117 Location: Maryland, USA
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Ceiling went down on Keitaro. Froor smash roudry. n00bs walking here and there. Screaming Keitaro. Abbey Cathedral in Keitaro now.
<ripper> I told u i was hardcore
* ripper dies
<tha_docta> wate wut
<SLAYER22989> OMFG WTF DDI TAHT D00D JSUT KILL HIMSLEF?????????
<DethKniteZ> raise plz
<CashCowHealer> 10,000 zeny
<DethKniteZ> wtf no
<aZnWaRrIa> yOu GoT pWn3D kekekekeke ^____________^
Screaming more Keitaro. Running wild, Hulkamania pythons.
<NotAStalker> a/s/l all
<UncleSam> Ok, putting together RvR group for Iraq raid... who's in?
<AliBaba> Only if someone makes me new armor. Last Iraq raid I lost money on
<UncleSam> *sigh* Ok, can't build you the new armor, but I'll help pay for it. How much you need.
<AliBaba> 6 million zeny
<UncleSam> WTF?! You're not building the armor out of zeny, ya tard.. no frikking way.
<AliBaba> Yeah, but I wanna get it SC...
<UncleSam> 3 million zeny, and that's all I'm offering.
<AliBaba> Sweet. Ok, I'm in.
<Guerrero> I frikking hate Iraq. They were camped at our keep for frikking EVER, man, long time ago, but still pissed off about it. Meet you at Ali Baba's keep.
<UncleSam> Cool, thx.
<MarcoPolo> Me 2
<DonJuan> I'm in.
<UncleSam> Ok, so far, got UncleSam, Babas, Guerrero, MarcoPolo, DonJuan.
<ExIvanGuy> Umm, got room for some lowbies? Thought maybe we could leech some...
<UncleSam> Yeah, sure. Why not. Just don't attack anything. Set up a /assist UncleSam macro, ok?
<MonCherie> Hey all, what's up?
<UncleSam> Putting together an RvR raid, hitting Iraq.
<MonCherie> No frikking way, dood. Look, I'm part of Alliance leadership, and I say no way do we go in there. I'm using Alliance veto.
<UncleSam> WTF? Alliance Veto?
<MonCherie> Yeah, it's in Alliance charter. Me, KrautHaus, UncleSam, Sergei, and Wang can all cancel any Alliance raid event.
<ExIvanGuy> Hey, me and the other Eastern Europeans wanna go...
<MonCherie> STFU, n00b. Your guild got no say in this.
<ExIvanGuy> ,,!,,
<KrautHaus> I don't really want to go either.
<UncleSam> ...
<MonCherie> Yeah, we veto. No guildies go to Iraq.
<UncleSam> What about you, Sergei.
<Sergei> Well, if everyone else goes, it's ok, but if MonCherie and KrautHaus say no, then that's cool.
<UncleSam> Jeez Dood, show some balls. You used to love going on raids.
<Sergei> Yeah, but that Afghanistan raid a while back was a disaster. Total group wipeout.
<UncleSam> Yeah, but you were in different alliance, man. This is different. Besides, we pwn3d last time we went on Iraq raid.
<MonCherie> Doesn't matter. I say no.
<Guerrero> Doesn't matter if they don't go anyway, MonCherie just gives up anytime he sees any combat anyway. He's a buttmunch. Lives next door to me.
<MonCherie> Oh yeah? Well you skipped that WWII raid completely.
<Guerrero> Only cuz I'd just come back from dueling, was too tired to RvR. Besides, you died in first wave, spent the rest of the raid licking dirt and whining.
<MonCherie> ..!..
<UncleSam> Guys, c'mon. I'm trying to put this thing together, here... look, I don't care what MonCherie says. I'm going, and anyone who wants to come with me can. Wang, you in?
<Wang> *shrug* Don't feel like it.
<UncleSam> Ok...
* Kimchee challenges UncleSam to a duel! Type /duel accept to accept or /duel decline to decline the challenge.
* UncleSam declines
<Kimchee> Dood u r teh suq. I will r0xxorz u
<UncleSam> No thanks, guy. Trying to get an RvR raid going.
<Kimchee> "Ur just scaerd of the pwnage"
<UncleSam> Riiiight. STFU, okay? I'm busy
* Kimchee taunts UncleSam
* UncleSam ignores Kimchee
<UncleSam> How come you're not coming, KrautHaus?
<KrautHaus> I'm just not into the violence anymore.
<UncleSam> Bullsh*t, you're just waiting for us to go into Iraq so you can gank MonCherie again.
<KrautHaus> Ooops. *blush* busted!!
<UncleSam> Dude, why bother? He's gray to you.
<KrautHaus> It's just satisfying, I guess. It shuts him up for a while,
anyway.
<MonCherie> I'm telling you, if anyone goes, then it'll break the Alliance.
<Guerrero> Whoop-de-sh*t, this Alliance sucks anyway. Let's go anyways.
<UncleSam> MonCherie, WTF is ur problem?
<MonCherie>I want to send scouts in, first. Let them see if there's any reason to go in.
<UncleSam> Ok, how long it gonna take them?
<MonCherie> Couple weeks, maybe. Months, possibly
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<UncleSam> MONTHS? WTF???! Dude, I don't want to wait that long. I'll give your scouts a week, at most. We'll reschedule then.
<MonCherie> I may veto anyway.
<UncleSam> Yeah, whatever.
<ExIvanGuy> If you go, let me know. Me and my lowbie buddies are in.
<UncleSam> Cool, thx. Are you someone's ALT?
<ExIvanGuy> Some of us were Sergei's buffbots, but we're soloing, now.
<UncleSam> Ok, meet again next week. We'll take things from there.
<NotAStalker> wtf... a/s/l all
Warking Keitaro and farring over. Sweeping soun dry.
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A slightly-altered allegorical joke from a little over a year ago. Certain people were affected in different ways by the n00bs.
1 R-Vote to Nova
1 A-Vote to Conker
1 A-Vote to Sora
1 A-Vote to Jason Soe
Using JP Blue Water on Nova
Stats:
Keitaro Urashima
Musculotonic
0/5 A-Votes
0/5 R-Votes
17 WP
0 JP
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net-cat &non-breaking space;

Joined: 04 Jul 2002 Posts: 496 Location: Under a mountain of PHP. HELP!!!
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Randomly in his travels about the map, Yoshi happened on what appeared to be the wreakage of a grand piano.
What the hell?
He immediately started the task of coiling the strings into springs.
A while later, he admired his handywork. The strings were coiled, and the piano's wood had been broken into smaller pieces and stacked.
Such a waste of a piano.
With that, Yoshi added his steel-filled eggs to the pile.
Yoshi then proceeded to wrap his tongue around the whole pile and eat it.
He forced it all into an egg that was a fraction of the size needed.
By his calculations, the shell would give after about 3 minutes.
Yoshi set the egg in an open field, and then proceeded to run like hell.
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Using Kasumi on Nova.
1 A-Vote on Nova.
1 A-Vote on Jason Soe.
1 A-Vote on Conker.
A-Votes: 0/5
R-Votes: 4/5
WP: 0/7
JP: 0/11 _________________
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Helmar Brilliant Reflection

Joined: 23 May 2004 Posts: 32
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Sway Back, negating one point of Yoshi's Kasumi.
Nova Shido, all tapped out. _________________ Embracing the Light and Shadow
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Kyo Little Faith

Joined: 01 Jul 2002 Posts: 446 Location: Indefinite
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"If one were to look for Akira, he or she might be able to find her on the roof of the monastery."
The young biker lay on the sun-bleached roof of the church idly, her head resting against one of the pink-jello creatures she had encountered earlier on as support--a cushion of sorts while she relaxed. The strange creature didn't seem to mind, as the minor displacement of her head against its body didn't affect it. It did seem to let out a noise every now and then--sounded like "pouring" or something like that.
The Seijyun High student let out a lazy sigh as she looked into the slightly-cloudy sky with no real aim; somewhat similar to the same look that swordsman--Shizumaru--had given to the sea a few hours ago. She also wondered how the red-haired man was faring right now, as well as how formidable he exactly was with the twin blades he carried.
He seems to have a very dispelling air around him, like subterfuge and illusion back away from his eyes as if frightened. And from his natural posture and the toning on his body, I'd assume he likely fights a lot like Hyo himself. Or would he? Hyo was a very powerful and intimidating force, that would be in one place and gone the next in an instant. But I'd assume that this Shizumaru might trade power for grace...? Or something else? He seems so relaxed, although my senses scream to the contrary...
Her eyes lidded and her breathing became more relaxed as she turned her eyes to the horizon. There was an ocean there as well, or a sea, but she was fairly sure it was not the same water that had carried the vehicle that she had stood on at the beginning 'round' of this tournament.
Tournament, huh...
Images slowly flashed before her mind as she fell into a light spell of drowsiness; it would be better to conserve energy now for the road ahead than to battle needlessly. She subconsiously reviewed everything she had experienced upon coming here; the children that could cast impressive spells like right out of a role-playing game, the little boistorous goblin, the well-dressed...demon(?) with the abilty to control and produce blood.
And the man that had dragged her out of combat with him.
I should... be focused more on myself right now...
And she slept, as did the poring.
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CarlyCheeese Scarlet Rain Silence

Joined: 02 Jul 2002 Posts: 1149 Location: Koka-In Temple
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Hisame Shizumaru - 2:2
The scars on his back felt nearly flushed, by the downpour of water on his skin - he was sitting calmly under the waterfall of Kamui Kotan, withstanding the icy water in order to gain a breadth of solitude, so that he could think clearly. The last time he'd been able to think in such clarity had been months ago - surely, no instance when Yuga's reign had been present. The temperature of the water was a bother physically, but for mental concentration, nothing organized a harried mind better. Haohmaru's advice had come not a moment after he had arrived at Kamui Kotan, and it had stunned him for an eternity - his blood froze cold, his heart stopped, and his eyes had been locked in incredulousity. The words had set in stone his life for perhaps days, months... it could potentially be years, even, he would be forced to live in hiding.
It wasn't even so much that he would be forced to hide for however long it was necessary, but that he had again become a danger to society - if Yuga knew where he was, the sorceror would stop to no lengths to acquire him... and no amount of people in the vicinity mattered to him, simply as long as he had found what he wanted. Shizumaru had spent the night with his head in his hands, seeing the visions of a burning Kamui Kotan, with the screams of the victims echoing in his mind - and at the center of the chaotic scene was Rimururu, screaming out for him to return -
He shook his head from the water, taking a deep breath to clear his mind. Nothing had made his heart ache from the news so much than knowing he posed the same danger to Rimururu. She knew full well that he was a demon; he had told her that himself, and even though he knew he couldn't dream of hurting her... the reality of the situation they were in had only truly settled once he had realized he was a threat to the one he loved - and that, perhaps, was as worse as any pain he had felt before. Shizumaru bowed his head under the force of the waterfall, letting the water rush down completely onto the now-fresh scars of his back, trying somehow to alleviate the heaviness of his heart with the stinging pain of the water on his torn flesh. It hardly felt good, that was for certain - but if there was any way to forget about what he posed now to Rimururu...
He jumped out of surprise when something lightly raked across his bare foot, and his eyes flew open to see what it was. Being as he saw nothing there, a suspicion grew about what had touched his skin, and as he closed his eyes slowly, waiting for the moment to spring on what he thought was there, another something drew lightly across his foot - and he snatched out to grab it lightly, eliciting a small shriek from what he'd caught. The something that had been raking his skin was a finger, which belonged to a particularly familiar girl - Rimururu. She smiled, floating in the water beside the small rock Shizumaru had been sitting on, and tried to pull her finger out of Shizumaru's grasp - something quite difficult, she found out.
"You know what your older sister would say if she found you here when I'm taking a bath?" a smirk drew itself across the young man's face. "You wouldn't be allowed to see me ever again... although," his eyes lowered to the surface of the clear water, where it was plain that Rimururu wasn't wearing much (if anything at all), and the smirk grew wider, "it might've been worth it this time..."
"I never realized you had such the dirty mind," Rimururu smiled brightly. "Where'd you learn to talk to a lady like that, huh?"
"From only the best," a twinkle lit in Shizumaru's eye - what would Zack Ebony think of him, if he knew he'd been in this sort of situation, much less Tachibana-san? "What are you doing out here, though, Rimu? You could get into serious trouble with your sister if she sees you over here with me... you know she's not fond of - well, that," he motioned towards the Ainu girl's conspicuous lack of clothing. "Not to mention the other threat lurking about..."
"I didn't come to talk about that," Rimururu folded her arms, laying them on the stone and her chin on top of her wrists. "As far as anyone should know, I'm just out in the woods with Shikuruu, training. No one would dare suspect their Maiden of Light to end up with another boy while he's taking a bath anyway," she grinned. "No one'll be looking for me... well, maybe Sis if she's looking to run into a snag or two by coming across us - but she'll regret it if she ever does, I'll make sure," she winked, swimming over in front of Shizumaru, and taking hold of both of his hands. "C'mon - the waterfall can't be good for those scars, can it?"
Rimururu pulled sharply on his hands, pulling him face-first into the water - partly because she was much stronger than her petite appearence gave hint to, but also because Shizumaru had deliberately let himself go slack to be flung forward. Now that the two of them were in the water together, he wasn't quite sure what to do - but Rimururu's hands were still holding onto his, as she waded out further from the waterfall, down the river, and to a spot a good distance away from where he'd been meditating (or trying to, at least). There didn't seem to be anything out of the ordinary in the spot - the stars had flooded the night sky with brilliant light, joining with the moon to cast a glow over the planet far more beautiful than any flame could be. Shizumaru had been staring up at the moonlight, wistfully, until he closed his eyes slowly, feeling the touch of a light kiss against his throat.
"Do you see it?" Rimururu whispered, as she drew back. "Nature is dying. Everything in Kamui Kotan is withering away, the days are getting shorter instead of longer, the animals are growing weaker... everyone feels it. I can hear Sis at night, crying over everything that's happening - she'll be going to fight once more, even though she shouldn't... I have to - "
"Stay here," Shizumaru laid a hand on her shoulder, pulling her close. "Kamui Kotan already lost one maiden - they couldn't bear it if they lost another in the same way. You're more important than you think you are, Rimu, and if you - "
"They know already how to deal with loss. It's you that wouldn't be able to bear it if I went to fight against Yuga, right? Shizu..." Rimururu leant her head against his chest, settling in as his arms wrapped around her and held her close. "What are we going to do? If we don't stop this..."
"We can't do more than is expected of us," Shizumaru laid his head on top of hers, closing his eyes again as he held the girl tighter. "Stay in Kamui Kotan, Rimu. You'll be safe here - I won't be here, after all. The further away we are, the safer you are... but as long as you're here, I'll know where to find you. I owe at least that much, to be able to watch out for you even if I have to be away."
"You don't need to," Rimururu shook her head. "It isn't necessary."
"I want to," Shizumaru pulled her away to arms-length. "Because for the first time, I have someone who I can protect."
Neither of them said anything for a moment more - there wasn't any need to do so. Instinctively, after the moment passed, Shizumaru leaned forward, bringing his lips to hers for a kiss. Not a particularly earth-shattering one, but enough to bring a tear to the Ainu girl's eye. As he broke away from their kiss, Rimururu was almost craning out with her neck for him to stay, though Shizumaru gave her a small push to settle her back down. Her eyes were shaking, on the brim of tears - two years before, it would've almost certainly been the other way around. That was the past, though, and there wasn't much more he could do about who he was then, and what he had turned out to be. The matter of it was, the girl he loved was on the brink of a collapse, something he wanted to avoid - so he pulled her close, once again, remembering back to his earlier words... and they were true. This time around, he had someone to protect.
The river's current soothed her, calming her down enough to where her tears no longer fell, as her brown eyes fell to the horizon. Rimururu was about to speak up, even with watery eyes, for him to do something, anything to give her peace when she needed it most -
"What did you want me to do, Rimu?" Shizumaru asked her, voice as soft as a wind's whisper - but loud enough so that it was still his normal voice.
"Love me. Don't leave me," she trembled.
Shizumaru paused for a moment. "I already do - and my heart never will."
He pulled her close, leaning in for another kiss, holding her safely against the current and whatever else would strike at her. She clung to him desperately, wishing against everything that he would betray his sensei and stay by her side - but it woudn't be so, she knew. Shizumaru's fingers lightly traced a line back and forth on her spine, relaxing her enough to where she might not be so worried. The thought dwelled on him, as he held the girl to his body in the river there -
- if she never had to be touched by violence again, he would give his life to protect her.
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Ahoom?
A-vote to Conker. _________________
. . . . . . . . . . . . Credo quia absurdum non credere. . . . . . . . . . . . .
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Dareon 1.5% Margin of Error

Joined: 08 Jul 2002 Posts: 307 Location: Alaska, you fools! Stop being surprised!
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Beep-beep...
"Ralph of the agency of Interplanar speak. It is. Everything has gone well. There is no problem to the report. Our cotestants enjoy them themselves unlimited."
"It is. Perhaps me and thing of the place where it is already destroyed being selection it means that it chooses well. It is not, as for many these people to make, thing many it is possible to that effect is produced."
"Proper. Everything is according to schedule. Thank you. Way if."
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Rain The Hunter

Joined: 05 Jan 2004 Posts: 154 Location: Colorado Springs
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Some administrative mess.
Activating Elemental Barrier. _________________
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Lisa Pumpkin Queen

Joined: 03 Jul 2002 Posts: 1804 Location: Fa'Diel
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Peptuck The Warthog...of DOOM!

Joined: 05 Nov 2003 Posts: 546 Location: On Halo and loving it
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Sly Cooper was thumbing through the binder he had obtained when suddenly a large, pale-skinned form seemed to drop down right in front of the thieving raccoon. Master Chief, still clad in only his skivvies, had been stalking the thief after Sly had escaped with the odd help of his dinosaur friend.
John had been waiting, very quietly, in the treetop, much like in his years training with his fellow Spartans on Reach, devising clever ambushes and tricks that sent older and more experienced Marines for a loop. John had climbed around a low hanging branch, crossing his legs over it and grabbing the branch to hang underneath it. When Sly had passed below, John had simply released his grip and swung down.
Sly had barely any time to react to the sudden appearance of an angry, upside-down Master Chief, when the huge, pale-skinned human grabbed him around the neck and lifted the raccoon.
"Where are my grenades?" he asked calmly, but forcefully. Thankfully, John had found his shotgun, apparently discarded by brahne after she had spent the amunition, but John wanted his frag grenades. not to mention that there were only twelve spent shells near the weapon, which meant the other twenty-odd shells were still on the thief.
"Easy, easy, my apologies,' Sly said quickly. "Mere business, you have to understand." Sly opened his bag and dropped the bandoleer of grenades andthe small satchel with John's shells. The Spartan released Sly, straightened his legs, and flipped forward as he fell off the bracnh, lading on his feet. John scooped up his ammo and grenades, all the while watching the thieving raccoon intently. After securing his weapons, he relaxed.
"You're an unusual one," he commented. "And you must be pretty good to have snuck up on me."
"Well, I am the one and only Sly Cooper," Sly replied, smiling. "Though to tell the truth, the woman who I handed your weapon over to was a treacherous one."
John nodded, rubbing his shoulder, where the buckshot from Brahne had grazed him.
"It seems we both made mistakes," John repleid, looking around. The environment had lulled him into a false sense of security. he looke dback down to Sly, and scanned the strange creature. Normally, John's response to nonhumans was to shoot first and ask questions later. But he detected no truly malicious intent from the odd Cooper, and to tell the truth, he felt the need to enlist some aid for the future. A thief like Sly would be a good friend.
"How about we call a truce?" John asked, extending a hand. Sly seemed to consider, then shrugged.
"Sure, no hard feelings," the raccoon replied, accepting John's handshake. "By the way, never caught your name."
"Master Chief Petty Officer John 117," John replied. "Most people just call me 'Chief' though someone I met earlier calls me 'Sir John'...."
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Procyon Raccoon Master Thief

Joined: 05 Jul 2003 Posts: 203 Location: Socorro, NM
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Despite his unfortunate confrontation with the piano - not to mention the rather nerve-racking encounter with the soldier from before (which fortunately had ended reasonably well, except for the loss of the grenades, though he fortunately had managed to hold onto one that escaped the Chief's notice) - Sly did eventually manage to find his way to, and inside of, the large chapel at the edge of the compound, and began looking through the dusty pews, searching for anything of value. There were a few portraits on the wall, ornate stained-glass windows, some fancy candelabras... but surprisingly little that was actually worth taking.
Sly rolled his eyes. This was kind of a lame heist anyway... except for a couple of friendly-looking monks who greeted him upon entry and told him to, "Feel free to have a look around!" the place was completely unguarded. And looking around, he could see why.
But as to not be completely defeated, Sly grabbed a relatively small brass candleholder and casually (making sure nobody was looking) stuck it in his bag and headed out towards the exit.
"Whoooooooooo goes there..." a faint sound echoed down from the rafters.
Sly looked up, grabbing his cane. Was that just the wind? Or...
"Whoooooooooo goes there..."
Sly froze. OK, something was definitely talking to him.
"Whoooooooooo goes there..."
"Um..." Sly looked around. "Sly Cooper."
"Oh." The mysterious voice responded. "I thought it was the mailman. Never mind."
Sly blinked a few times, shrugged, and walked back into the blazing sunshine. At least they weren't asking for 50 chickens this time.
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(This obviously happens in a chapel other than the one where the chaos is currently going on.)
A-vote to Nova.
A-vote to Asuka.
Minigame (corresponding to where Sly has been in-character): L7, M4, H2, F4, B2 _________________
Description 1: Police Dossier
Description 2: The Thievius Raccoonus Online
Chapter 0: Return to Paris 0-1 0-2
Chapter 1: Seas of Peril 1-1 1-2 1-3 1-4 1-5 1-6 1-7
Chapter 2: A Grim Gothic Game 2-1 2-2 2-3 2-4 2-5 2-7 2-8 2-9
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Peptuck The Warthog...of DOOM!

Joined: 05 Nov 2003 Posts: 546 Location: On Halo and loving it
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Oh, as a side note, I forgot:
Master Chief gives his Rock to Sly Justification being Sly stealing the grenade. I forgot to do that. _________________
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Baka ~chu~bap~!

Joined: 02 Jul 2002 Posts: 1423 Location: Here Be Dragons
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"Kekeke, Nova-chan... this game is such fun!"
And indeed it was. For someone like Sora, this was amazing fun - almost as much fun as player-killing. The adolescent assassin actually laughed out loud as his blades stabbed into another Bapho Jr - the creature falling down, then disappearing. Sora took a look at his XP bar and laughed again. The experience this place was giving - if only he wasn't level 99 already!
Behind him, Nova unleashed another gout of flame towards Red, and Sora's eyes narrowed. Seemed this guy had his nekochan's attention more than he did. He growled. Once again, someone else was going to get to the girl before he did! Just like Tsukasa! How that little kid... argh!
"Nova-chan... I do not think Red needs protecting like that.. " he said, stabbing another Bapho through the head. Grabbing yet another, he cartwheeled over the diminutive beast and landed next to Nova and leant in close. "I am not sure he is even interested, shushu.."
The girl in pink shoved a hand in his face. "Fire Arrow." Sora's eyes widened for a second, before he ninja-hopped neatly out of the way to land by the man from HOLY..
"Ah-su-ka!"
Asuka frowned, green globes orbiting around his head. "What is it, Sora? I'm rather busy.."
"Hehehe... not too busy to talk about women, I think?" Asuka flashed the PKer a look of pure stone. "Do not try me, Sora. You don't want to get me angry."
Sora frowned. Fine! Be like that! His 13-year old brain entered adolescent-sulk mode, and he flipped away again, this time landing in the rafters. "He doesn't want to make me angry either, shushu! Bastard!" Again, he ninja-lept down to the floor, this time landing by Red.
"Chuu... Mister Red... enjoy your attention for now. It won't last long..."
One more ninja-leap, and Sora was gone, leaving the group to fight more Baphos by themselves..
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Remember, Sora is a horny teenager. He will thus sulk a lot when he does not get laid.
R-vote to Asuka
R-vote to Nova
R-vote to Red
R-vote to Sly
R-vote to Malak
A-vote to Master Chief
A-vote to Revan
A-vote to Yoshi
A-vote to Brahne
A-vote to Conker
Triangle Kick to Lisa (9WP)
Starlight Heal to Nova (7JP)
And my minigame? A1, B2, C3, D4, C5. Yep. _________________
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Magus Mr. Thou

Joined: 28 Nov 2002 Posts: 415 Location: Mount Zozo
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Posted: Sun Jun 06, 2004 2:18 am Post subject: |
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Cyan Garamonde – 2/1
The Crystalline Warrior
The Samurai stared at the suit-clad man with admiration – the last thing he expected was to have a duel with such curious being. Culex, as the crystal skinned man called himself, was a very skillful warrior.
“Thank you, Sir Culex. I am honored.” The royal retainer bowed his read slightly and raised his blade next to his head, perpendicular to his ear, and cast another Haste spell before lunging towards the Dark Knight once again.
Dragon.
Cyan raised his blade upwards as Culex prepared to parry his attack once more – even with enhanced speed and reflexes, Culex was still a tough opponent to break. The sound of metal-on-metal echoed through their surroundings as the gemstone blade met the Murasame’s. Cyan then spun around and swung his sword horizontally, opening a small gash in Culex’s suit, exposing quite a bit of purple skin – much to Cyan’s surprise, the ‘clothes’ quickly regenerated. The Knight of Vanda took advantage of Cyan’s momentary distraction and landed a fierce blow with the hilt of his crystal sword onto Cyan’s forehead, sending the Samurai backwards a few steps and he struggled to regain balance.
This time, however, it was Culex who had taken the initiative, leaping to the air and raising his sword and preparing a vertical slash but the blade stopped only but a few inches from Cyan’s forehead as the Samurai managed to parry his attack – even if barely. Culex spun around, and thrust his sword against Cyan’s unprotected torso.
The azure knight winced in pain as he felt the gemstone blade cutting through his flesh, just below his armor protected chest and stumbled back. His left hand clutched the open wound as he gasped for breath, preparing himself for Culex’s next attack, which he parried once again with his sword. He had only one thing he could do…
Tiger.
Cyan spun around and with a quick slash, pierced his opponent’s crystal skin, opening a rather big gash in his exposed arm as well as part of his chest. Culex winced and jumped backwards to re-think of his strategy. The fight was pretty even, both of them were determined to not let the other gain too much ground in the fight – something that Culex deeply looked for in an opponent, and he was quite pleased with the azure knight’s determination.
The Vanda Knight motioned his hand on the air, as he summoned four colored crystals to aid him in battle. With a bright, multicolored flash, four crystals appeared around the Dark Knight – each of them having a different color, due to their different elemental properties.
Cyan, upon seeing the new threats, quickly conjured a Shell and a Safe spell and waited until his opponent made his next move – he wasn’t dealing with Culex by his own now, and wasn’t sure what were the crystals there for. He quickly learned, however, as the red crystal flickered and a giant sun-like sphere appeared from it, bursting outwards and filling the battlefield with scorching flames.
As the flames slowly dissipated, Culex walked towards the place where Cyan stood, crystal sword in hand, to learn what had happened to him after such devastating attack. Much to his surprise, there was no trace of Cyan anywhere – yet, he could feel the knight’s presence near him. Soon, it dawned on him, and he looked upwards; but it was too late. Cyan had quickly cast a Warp spell just before being engulfed by the flames and had teleported himself right above Culex and was now descending at incredible speed towards the Vanda Knight.
Fang.
Culex wasn’t quick enough to parry the azure knight’s attack, and the Murasame opened yet another gash, from Culex’s right shoulder to the middle of his torso. Culex winced in pain as the blade ripped his crystalline skin apart, but was quick enough to take advantage of Cyan’s momentum to land him a fierce punch with his left arm – it was injured, but still functional, nevertheless. Cyan curled as Culex’s fist connected to his stomach, and flew across the green grass, landing rather awkwardly on the floor.
Culex stared at Cyan’s fallen body for a moment, waiting to see if there was some reaction from him – even if he was ruthlessly fighting each other, Culex always believed that he could test people’s strength in a non-lethal way. Also, he would never use his crystals when fighting against a single opponent, yet there was something about Cyan that made him use them, he wasn’t sure exactly what it was, though.
Moments later, Cyan gasped and slowly rose to his feet, wiping the trickle of blood from his lips and raised his sword once again to resume the fight.
“You are dangerous person to have as an enemy, Sir Culex. I hope I am not included in that list.” Cyan half chuckled as he tried to regain his concentration and think of an strategy to defeat Culex.
“Worry not, for I only look for a challenge and hold no grudge against my opponents.” Culex spoke, readying himself for battle once again as the crystals moved around him. “I, however, feel compelled to end our fight now.” He bowed his head slightly and motioned his left hand in the air. “If you’ll excuse me.”
“Dark Star!”
Everything around them turned dark as a massive star flew towards the azure knight at incredible speed and his body was sent flying to the air. Cyan’s screams were subdued by the deafening sound the ‘star’ made when it landed and it was as if his body was being pierced by several needles. When it was finally over, Cyan fell to the ground with a sick thud, several feet away from Culex.
Much to the Dark Knight’s surprised, the azure knight slowly got up and with his remaining strength called forth his last hope…
“Heed my call o almighty beast who hath lost everything. Maduin, I need thy assistance! Chaos Wing!”
He shouted as a bright white light surrounded his body. Light that soon disappeared as a horned beast, with elven ears and green fur that covered his shoulders, sped towards Culex with incredible speed. The beast, Maduin, clutched his hands together and unleashed a fierce magical attack that hurled towards Culex and his crystals. Unfortunately, for both, the winner of this particular match would never be known, as, at the same time Culex’s crystal’s were shattered by Maduin’s enraged attack, the three of them (Culex, Maduin and Cyan) disappeared in a puff of smoke and carried over to the next location.
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Now... votes
1 R-Vote to Culex
Waza Abilities
Bear Crush is activated
Sway Back on Culex's A-Vote towards Cyan
1 A-Vote to Conker
1 A-Vote to Nova
1 A-Vote to Asuka
1 A-Vote to Brahne
Jutsu Abilities
Element Barrier is on
Blue Water on Asuka
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Cyan Garamonde – Viscerotonic Level 1
0 A-Votes
0 R-Votes
0 WP
0 JP
1 Cure Item
Hey Wayne, I hope I haven't screwed Culex's character up too much with my post. Sorry if it seemed a little rushed, but if I don't sleep now, I'll be braindead for the rest of the day tomorrow. :\ _________________
"I am Cyan, retainer to the King of Doma.
I am your worst nightmare..." |
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Baka ~chu~bap~!

Joined: 02 Jul 2002 Posts: 1423 Location: Here Be Dragons
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Posted: Sun Jun 06, 2004 2:28 am Post subject: |
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Psycho Armour on Nova
Roll Beat on Yoshi
Kitchen Sink on Yoshi (WP)
Blue Water on Nova (JP) _________________
Baka // Black Angel // Salva Nos |
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BlackMage She's back...!

Joined: 08 Jul 2002 Posts: 765 Location: Around the other hemisphere.
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Session 6: Poor Ed...
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And with that, Edward swore.
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Doop, de, doop...
Casting Double Slash...
A-Vote to Culex
Kitchen Sink (WP way) on Jason Soe
A-Vote to Master Cheif
A-Vote to Akira
A-Vote to Alkaiser
A-Vote to Yoshi (chaining)
Casting Glass Shield...
0/5 A-Votes
0/5 R-Votes
0/8 WP
5/14 JP _________________
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LordLocke Bloody Savior

Joined: 14 Jul 2003 Posts: 244 Location: Under my own shadow...
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Posted: Sun Jun 06, 2004 3:09 am Post subject: |
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Post comes later. I vote some now.
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A-votes to
Yoshi (chained)
Red/Alkaiser
Nova
R-votes to
Culex _________________
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Seril Eternity Eight

Joined: 29 Apr 2004 Posts: 131 Location: Lost Ground
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Posted: Sun Jun 06, 2004 4:46 am Post subject: |
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A-vote to Sly Cooper.
Using WP Mist Double to prevent the damage from Akira and Magus.
Using WP Counter on Sly.
Eye for an eye. Well, I guess my eye for an eye is like a tactical nuke for a gunshot, but eh, whatever. Have to use this somehow. You should still be in the green. _________________
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AsylumXKP ...Back again

Joined: 02 Jul 2002 Posts: 631 Location: Still Drunk!
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Posted: Sun Jun 06, 2004 5:13 am Post subject: |
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Stupid work computers and mid-shift schedule
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Conker was sprinting as the army of porings took off after him down the road. He circled the abbey a few times, then jumped over a wall around a corner.
"Phew, lost them."
Suddenly a piano slammed Conker into the abbey's wall.
"Ow." muffled Conker from inside the piano. He opened to door at the piano's top, which was placed on it's side. Conker pulled out the two keys in his mouth that resembled teeth. Shaking his head, an egg piece fell to the ground.
"What's this? A bit of eggshell? There's only ONE person capable of pulling this stunt off..."
*Dramatic pause*
"DRUMSTICK!" Conker clenched his fist. Somewhere thunder crashed. "That rooster is at work again... I knew he was out to get me ever since I beat him in that race..."
"Oh Conker, you beat me in this race! Good job!" said the rooster, sitting in his parked buggy.
"Oh go f@#$ yourself." said Conker.
"The plot thickens..." Conker went around to the front of the abbey and stepped onto it's steps. He passed by the Demon duel, giving a nod to Baphomet. He then saw the confession booth and stepped inside.
"I got to take a leak." said Conker mistaking it for a port-a-potty. He unzipped his fly and put a hand on the wall.
"Ahhh..." *pee-noises*
"What troubles you my son?" said an old voice on the other side of the window.
"Oh! Sorry, didn't know this was occupied." Conker rezipped his fly.
"Of course. I am always here for your confessions... And what's the smell?"
"Nothing. So this is a confession booth. I've heard of these things. Guess I have bit of a backlog then... Well it all started on my 16th birthday..."
2 hours later...
"... And to be honest, I think she enjoyed it as much as I did. I mean, if you're going to pass out, make sure your legs aren't WIDE OPEN. So that's my story, what's yours?" Conker stood there silently.
"You still there?" Conker peered through the window and saw some old man in a robe in a fetal position.
"Don't strain yourself out to much, it's not good for the bowels." Conker walked back out and eyed a large church organ.
"This gives me an idea..."
Conker sat down at the organ, stretched out his hands, and played.
"IN A GADDA DA VIDA BABY! DON'T YOU KNOW THAT I LOVE YOU! IN A GADDA DA VIDA BABY! DON'T YOU KNOW THAT I'LL ALWAYS BE TRUE!" sang Conker, slightly off key. He swayed his head left and right to the music, luckily avoiding a thrown axe, an arrow, a fireball, and a spear.
After playing for three minutes (and getting into the organ solo) he remembered the piano that hit him earlier. A light bulb appeared over his head and dinged.
Conker stepped back into the pews and pulled out a TNT plunger.
"Fight fire with fire!" shouted Conker as he pushed down. A massive explosion from under the organ sent it through the roof, and from there...
Shizumaru paused for a moment. "I already do - and my heart never will."
He pulled her close, leaning in for another kiss, holding her safely against the current and whatever else would strike at her. She clung to him desperately, wishing against everything that he would betray his sensei and stay by her side - but it woudn't be so, she knew. Shizumaru's fingers lightly traced a line back and forth on her spine, relaxing her enough to where she might not be so worried. The thought dwelled on him, as he held the girl to his body in the river there -
- if she never had to be touched by violence again, he would give his life to protect her. A life that would--
"What the hell?" Shizumaru's flashback came to a halt as he looked up to see an organ dropping down from the sky.
*SMASH IN D-MINOR*
The samurai struggled an arm out as the Organ played the Phatom of the Opera theme by itself.
Yoshi walked by and shook his head.
"That's gotta hurt." said Yoshi. Ironically the confession booth fell on his head next.
"What troubles you my son?" said an old voice from the confession booth.
"Ouch." Yoshi then sniffed. "What's that smell?"
Back at the abbey...
Conker put away the plunger after launching the booth into orbit.
"Well, that was fun. Maybe I'll send out the altar nex-- WHOA!" Conker was grabbed by two strong arms. He was then forcefully thrown out of the abbey, skidding on his rump a few times.
"Heh, that was cool." said Conker still sitting. Lightning, most likely from -God- struck Conker.
-----ABBEY OF PAIN!-----
A-Vote to Shizumaru
A-Vote to Yoshi
------PASTOR GALUF'S HOUSE OF REDEMPTION!-----
R-vote to Jedah
R-vote to Culex (Praise be Galuf, and TEH WINNARS!) _________________
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AsylumXKP ...Back again

Joined: 02 Jul 2002 Posts: 631 Location: Still Drunk!
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Posted: Sun Jun 06, 2004 5:34 am Post subject: |
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------THE HOUSE OF ICEMAN-----
Using skill SWAY BACK (SwyBck) to dodge Cyan's A-vote.
And I'm spent.
EDIT: Whoops, wrong skill name. _________________
With less suckage than Revolutions!
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Curley W Alchemic Fanboy
Joined: 03 Jul 2002 Posts: 171
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Posted: Sun Jun 06, 2004 5:40 am Post subject: |
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*sighs*
Writers block has kicked into high gear. I won't get my post done before the round ends, and even then, it will be very short. So, I'm gonna dump these before voting closes.
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Picking the Squares A13, N6, K7, B2, O3
Spending 5 JP to cast the Magic Ability Magician to shunt Yoshi's A-Vote onto Lisa (Luna)!
Spending 5 JP to cast the Skill Ability Sway Back to evade Urashima Keitaro(Moogle)'s A-Vote!
1 A-Vote to Darth Revan(Onyx)!
1 A-Vote to Yoshi(net-cat)!
1 A-Vote to Urashima Keitaro(Moogle)!
1 A-Vote to Edward Wong Hau Pepelu Tivrusky the IV(BlackMage)!
1 A-Vote to Lisa!
1 R-Vote to Drizzt Do Urden(Rain)!
1 R-Vote to Nova Shido(Helmar)!
1 R-Vote to Sora(Baka)!
1 R-Vote to Queen Brahne(Simplistic Hero)!
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Now here's hoping I can crack this damn block...
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BlackMage She's back...!

Joined: 08 Jul 2002 Posts: 765 Location: Around the other hemisphere.
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Casting Magician, transferring [Jason Soe's] A-Vote over to Master Cheif.
0/5 A-Votes
0/5 R-Votes
0/8 WP
0/14 JP _________________
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